I was fixing brick on the building on the corner of Beaver and Park Friday the 20th. I was standing on top of a van. You walked by with a blue hoodie, sunglasses, tight black jeans and a little black dog, instantly catching my attention. You walked to the corner store on Ellery and Beaver. I had it all planned out that i was gonna talk to you if you came back up the block, and you did. But when you did my two hispanic coworkers were there with me and kinda in the way. i think you turned on Locust, where im assuming you live. You were so fuckin cute. Im not gonna be working over there again so chances are i'll never see you again. Lets not let that happen!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

It was about midnight. You had a grey hoodie on. I guess you have recently buzzed your hair. I did too. The other night. I wanted to say that it takes a brave woman to do this and also I think you looked beautiful.

"It was about midnight. You had a grey hoodie on. I guess you have recently buzzed your hair. I did too. The other night. I wanted to say that it takes a brave woman to do this and also I think you looked beautiful."

This is the reply I got on my email :"She is my girlfriend, asshole!!!"

I was wondering which insecure boyfriend checks the missed connections to see if anyone had posted anything that MIGHT relate to his "girlfriend". I used quotation marks for girlfriend because I believe that being obsessive and jealous could cause serious hallucinations. My post didn't ask for anything, it was simply a compliment, yet some insecure sample of a person, felt offended and disrespected. I hope you feel better dude, and enjoy that lovely lady before she opens her eyes and realizes that you aint good enough.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

I see you every now and then... and I would love to ask you out...but there are always coworkers hanging around... listening... watching... you get it the picture...I think u might be interested, but who knows.. maybe your just mad cool...Anyways... stay cute and sexy... you make each day I see you, so much better.

First... I highly doubt this is real.. cause if it were... you'd be loving your girl and not trolling around Craigslist...Second... You talk real fuckin big over email... why don't you go to Starbucks talking that big... or are you afraid to get fucked up in front of "your girl"Third... There are like 8 different girls that work there... and I wasn't talking about the fat ones, so how you assume it's your chick is beyond me...fourth... Fuck Off...

P.S> If you are real... obviously your doing something wrong (like wasting time trolling Craigslist) and that's why "your girl" eye fucks me every time I go in there!

I saw at about 1:30 today. You were waiting for the L train to 8th Ave. at Union Square. Long-ish dark hair, slightly pulled back. Dark wool coat with a great collar, high and turned up so that when you looked to the side only your eyes were revealed. You have a beautiful complexion and you were adorned with thick yet narrow dark framed glasses. I saw you writing in a red note-book/journal. You were carrying an unsaturated rust colored purse.

Me: Yellow scarf, black leather jacket, faded blue jeans.

We traveled together until you took the Uptown A C E, and I took the Downtown.

Don't know if you will get this. You were blonde, wearing a white scarf, white hat, had a graduation ring on (prob from college). You were reading "Food for Millionaires" and we talked for a bit. I asked you how you liked the book. You told me your parents wanted you read the book because it pertained to your personal life. That you were working as a paralegal and were from Pennsylvania.

I regret not getting off at 59th and Lex to give you my number.

You seemed sweet and I couldn't take my eyes off of you the minute I saw you on the train. Well, I should have asked you your name and given you my number to grab coffee sometime.

Hopefully you will see this and I wont regret not getting off the stop with you to give you my info.

You were standing by the doors reading a newspaper. You had on a black baseball cap, black and pink scarf, dark jacket, dark boots, blue jeans, black bag. You may have been listening to an ipod as well. You got off at QueensBoro Plaza. Beautiful face, awesome every way!!

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Gorgeous girl behind the counter, white tee shirt, brunette- You couldn't crack a smile, you have probably been there forever.You wrapped-up some coat hangers for me and said something like "Notice how girls never take the bill and guys always do?"It takes a very certian someone to say something like that. I came back after some time to talk with you but I was in a hurry and couldn't find you.